Chapter 20 #2

“You will.” I grin. “Stand up and turn around.”

It takes her a moment, but her brows shift from a frown to almost in her hairline as she pieces together what I mean.

“I wanna watch your arse as you ride me. Do you think you could do that?”

Her cheeks flush at my comment, but it’s the excited flare in her eyes that gives me her answer right before she stands, balancing on the soft mattress as she turns around.

My eyes immediately track more bruises, this time on her stomach and side, filling the centre of my chest with anxiety, guilt, and anger.

How could someone hurt her?

Why would anyone want to hurt such a precious angel like my Lily?

As she repositions herself, facing the other way, I reach forward, palming her arse, and she glances over her shoulder, watching me as she slowly lowers back down.

When Lily is quiet like this, I know it means she’s embarrassed, yet it still doesn’t stop her from doing what she wants.

I fucking love that.

I wonder if this is as new to her as it is to me.

She may be seventeen years older than me, but being married to Alexander for most of that time has left her sexually stunted.

Repressed. I can see she has desires she’s too scared to speak out loud, but I’ll help her.

I’ll never hold her back from being her true self.

Ever.

Now straddling me again, reverse cowgirl style, she slides her slick heat over my cock again, before I urge her up with impatient hands and direct my length to her entrance.

“Fuck me, Lily,” I tell her, gritting my teeth as my tip nudges her. “Take what you need.”

“Asher,” she pants, spreading her legs wider as she slowly takes me inside her. “You’re dangerous.”

“Fuuuuck,” I hiss through clenched teeth as her slick cunt squeezes my shaft until I’m buried to the hilt. “You’re just as dangerous, Lily. Fucking perfect.”

She moans. I’m not sure if it’s from my words or from how deep I hit inside, probably the latter, and a second later, she leans forward a little, bracing her hands on my thighs, and starts to rise and fall… riding me.

Fuck! This is everything!

I knew this position would be pleasing to the eye, but fuck, seeing my cock disappear inside her as the puckered rose of her arse winks at me is intoxicating. And tempting.

Small moans fall from her lips as she gets a rhythm that works for her, and I fucking pant through each stroke, my hands gripping her hips, watching that fine arse give me a show.

A part of me wants to rush this. To chase the high and feel the ecstasy that hits so much harder than it ever did before Lily, but the other part of me never wants this to end. I want to stay buried inside her for fucking eternity.

“Angel?” I pant, my eyes remaining glued to her arse.

“Yes?” she breathes, her voice laced with husky lust.

I drag my finger over the round globe of her arse before gliding it down between her cheeks.

“Have you ever been fucked here?” I circle over the rosy entrance, and she shakes her head. I’m almost expecting her to tense, but the pucker relaxes a tad, like a flower getting ready to bloom. “Have you ever had anything inside this tight hole?”

A whimper escapes her as I press my finger to it, and again, she shakes her head, but she also pushes back against me.

“Fuck, Lily. Would you like that?” I ask, sliding my fingers down to gather up the slick wetness that’s pooling at the base of my shaft. “Would you like me to sink my finger in here?” I press my slickened finger to her back passage, letting it part the rose, giving it a tease.

“Yes,” she pants, pushing back as she rises and falls, and holy fucking hell, I nearly blow my load right then.

I’m desperate to see my finger disappear inside her arse, so I keep pushing forward, gritting my teeth as I try to force myself not to arrive to the party too fucking soon.

As I watch it disappear, Lily rides me faster, her panting moans filling the room, and I know she’s lost to the feeling, letting herself be free.

Her arse is tight. Sooo. Fucking. Tight. And my cock jerks with desperate hunger at the thought of sinking inside this orifice one day.

The moment my finger eases all the way in, Lily detonates.

It’s such an explosive reaction by her whole body that as her pussy death-grips my cock, trying to milk me, her arse sucks my finger in deeper and deeper.

I let go then, my balls practically disappearing up inside me as they tighten and then contract, triggering the waves of total bliss as I erupt inside her.

With each rolling wave of my orgasm, cum pulses from me, filling her, and fuck, I want her cunt overflowing with my seed each and every day from now on.

As the pulsing starts to let up, my limbs lose their tension, and my focus returns to the woman straddling me, to feel her body going lax too.

She falls forward on my thighs, causing my finger to pop from her arse as she pants, trying to catch her breath.

My cock is still inside her, and I grin fucking wickedly as I watch white cream oozing out from around my shaft as I start to shrink.

Why does this woman make me want to be so fucking filthy?

My gaze flicks to her arse, finding it a little dilated as it winks, slowly returning to its tight shape.

It hits me then. Lily hasn’t done anal before. Her arse is still a virgin. And fuck if that doesn’t stir my cock to life again, knowing I could share that experience with her. Have one of her first times.

“Are you getting hard again?” Lily pants, her voice still breathy and husky, and fucking sexy as hell.

“Yep.” I chuckle and she slowly sits back, my cock sinking deep inside her again as she glances over her shoulder at me.

But fuck, it draws my attention back to the graze there, and my heart sinks.

Fuck. I need to know what really happened.

“You’re gonna have to give me at least fifteen minutes to recover.” Lily giggles. “I’m not young like you.”

Forcing a grin, I try not to look at the small gash on her temple.

I hate not knowing what really happened. I heard her say there were two men. That the second didn’t really hurt her, which means he actually did.

None of it makes any sense.

Fuck, I just want to keep her safe until the end of time.

Forcing those thoughts away, I focus on the fact Jude and Ronan will be here for the Easter weekend in a matter of hours, so I make use of what time we have together.

Gripping Lily’s hips, I lift her off me in a fast move that ends with me on top of her, pushing her face into the mattress, firmly, but not aggressively, making sure I’m not too rough with her after what happened tonight.

If there’s one thing I know about Lily, it’s that she’d hate me to handle her like she might break, so I press my weight against her, sandwiching her between me and the mattress.

“Age has nothing to do with this,” I lie.

It might. I don’t fucking know, but I’ll do my darndest to pretend the age gap between us is nothing worth worrying about.

Pressing my nearly hard cock into the valley of her upper thighs, I breathe against her ear. “It’s all about the foreplay.”

Her gasp is loud as I lean back and part her thighs, taking in the creamy white goodness oozing from her swollen cunt. Then I slowly run my fingers through it.

“Hang on, Lil. We are going for another ride.”

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